By Jeff Walsh
Many gay teens have crushes on their best friends. Some insist that if they could just manage to tell their friend "I'm gay" at the right moment, things might combust into kissing, sex and an amazing relationship. But the words rarely come, and if they do, it rarely ends up being a mutual feeling -- although we've all heard tales of such teenaged best friends-turned-lovers that make us all feel a slight tinge of envy. But they are truly the exception.
By Jeff Walsh
"The Radical Right Has Blood On Its Hands" screams a yellow flyer emblazoned with a bloody red palm print. "They're killing us," the flyer continues on the flip side, "The Radical Right tells us that we're abnormal and forces us to live our lives locked in the closet of fear and shame."
The flyer is promoting SQUIRM! a coalition of queer youth planning to protest this month at the GOP National Convention in San Diego. The youth will speak out at a special time from the protest area outside the convention. Queer youth "action teams" will also be posted near events around town that will be attended by the GOP delegates.
By Jeff Walsh
A new film documents the era and events that led to riots at the Stonewall bar in New York City in 1969. "Stonewall," the movie based in part on Martin Duberman's book of the same name, tells a powerful story about drag queens who refused to be hassled by police any longer, and fought back. The riots are considered the birth of the modern day gay and lesbian rights movement.
I wrote a little thing about seing my name on the side under "new users" and thinking, "hey, I'm not a new user! I've been around forever..."
But then it disappeared... obviously, despite extensive LJing, I haven't got this blog thing down... oh well.
The new site looks fantabulous, thanks to all the people who put it up, esp. Mama Jeff and Adrian. Much queer love to everyone.
here i am having this sore throat...............went shopping today.....umm, i really need a pair of jeans...can't find a watch i like.......and i'm still coughing from i dunno what
maybe i should turn in early, afterall i promised to have breakfast wif some frens.....then again, when have i ever been on time, lol.
anyway, dun trust mp3 editing programmes. they almost never work....
that some people just have toooooooo much fucking time.
I am waiting anxiously for latest toy to arrive. ... mwahahaha.
Pretty soon I'll have my own arcade cabinet in my living room. Mortal Kombat, Street Fighter, etc etc. mmm.. can't wait.
Over the last few years, I've been trying to assert my identity and I've run into some problems as a gay black male. I don't seem to exist. At least not in the sense of having a visible and accessible community to fall back on. During the entirety of my coming out and my identity development process I've understood this to en extend but still tried to explore the communities open to me. At the time that I was coming out this meant exploring gayness and getting a feeling for gay culture. I failed at joining some type of larger gay community in high school or finding a group with any strong gay identity (except for this one youth center) and I had no idea how to incorporate my gayness and blackness.
Have you ever gotten that one phone call where everything stops and all u can hear is your heart racing and the other person
As I write these words I am seething towards my parents.
I don't even like that word for them.
Granted there are worse.
However, my mother's control issues piss me off to no end.
I'm 18 years of age. I can legally vote, smoke, buy porn and rent a hotel room.
I cannot, however, take walks at night. Go anywhere alone. Use public transit. She expects the school to call if I don't show up to my 7:00 AM class (when school starts ay 8:00) because I might have died on the way there.
